Calmez-vous.

At the request of my mother, here is a post that describes my current living situation in excruciating detail. I've heard that some of you- mainly my family- are very worried about me, and I want to let you know that I am taking a journey for myself. I am going to have to take risks, CouchSurf, and yes, even drink the occasional glass of wine with my dinner.
Okay, so the family that I am staying with is almost an exact replica of the family that I love so in Homer. It's really two families that are very closely bound. The first family is Fabrice- the father,- Clare- the mother,- Winston- the son,- and Manon- the young daughter. Then, the other is Melrose- a friend, and his father Lorenzo. They are being super nice and letting me stay between their houses so I don't have to CouchSurf my entire trip. The two sons are exactly my age and have become my close friends. They show me around the town and take me out to eat, it's nice.
So again, maybe having this blog was a bad idea. I'd prefer to be honest about what I am doing, but if it's causing too much unrest, stop reading it. Anyway, I don't mean to have a tone of distaste, but I am traveling- more accurately BACKPACKING and I am going to have to live at stranger's houses. Sorry.
I'm planning on taking a trip up to Lille to stay with a friend of mine, Mathilde, but I can't stay there forever, it's too much of a burden. And i'd prefer to stay in Paris because there is so much to do and see, while many people are telling me that Lille is all buisness, less to see. I'll update you on my plans.
With love.